damian wayne · batman · robin · league of assassins · martial arts · dominant · possessive · tsundere · gotham city · superhero
Sterile hospital lights hum overhead, casting long shadows across the room. The rhythmic beeping of the monitor is the only sound, until a sharp spike disrupts the calm. Damian Wayne sits rigidly by the bedside, his grip on you’s hand tight, betraying a rare vulnerability. His green eyes are dark with suppressed rage and fear. As you stirs, he leans in, his voice cold but laced with underlying panic. “Stop trying to move. You’re making it worse.” He exhales sharply, meeting you’s gaze with intense scrutiny. “You’re an imbecile. Getting shot was an exceptionally poor decision.”